Aubree shook her head, then pulled out a gun and took a tour of my house. A minute later, she came back to stand in front of me.
“Where’s Stone?”
I met her gaze. “I don’t know. He must have left.”
She held out a hand. “Where’s your phone?” I didn’t answer, and she motioned to Johnny. “Find it.”
He stepped toward me, raising his hands to pat me down.
“It’s in my jacket pocket.”
Stepping close, he found my phone and handed it to Aubree. She turned it on and frowned. “I need her thumb-print.”
Handing it back to Johnny, he grabbed my thumb and pressed it to my phone. “Ow.”
It opened and he handed it back to her. She found Nate’s number and put the call through. He didn’t answer, so she tried again and still got nothing. Frustrated, she threw myphone onto the kitchen table and leaned toward me. “He’s not answering. Where did he go?”
“I… I’m not sure.”
“Better go move the car,” Johnny said. “He won’t come back if he sees it in the driveway.”
Aubree grabbed her keys and left.
“How did you find me?”
“You didn’t think I’d have someone watching Vanetti’s office?” He shook his head. “You fit the description Aubree gave me, so it was easy enough.”
Johnny stepped to the window, watching Aubree park down the street. “I don’t know why you’d help Stone. He’s a worthless piece of shit.”
“Then you don’t know him very well.”
He stepped close to loom over me, narrowing his eyes, with his lips curled. “I’d expect that from a woman. But that’s because you’re only looking at the goods. Deep down, he’s a selfish bastard. Aubree thinks he’ll come for you, but I’m not counting on it.”
Aubree came back inside, setting her keys on the counter. “Let’s try Stone again.” She put the call through, but he didn’t pick up.
It gave me hope that Nate might know what was going on, and that’s why he didn’t answer. If he’d been close, he might have taken Aubree out while she was outside, so that meant he was further away than I thought.
“We might as well take her to the warehouse,” Johnny said. “We’re too exposed here.”
“Let’s give it a few more minutes.”
“Why? I don’t think he’ll come back.”
“I don’t want to upset Larry. A few more minutes isn’t going to hurt.”
He huffed out a breath. “He’s a dick. I can’t wait to see the look on his face when we’re done.”
“Yeah… the guy has no balls, but we have to follow what Needles told us.”
“Fine. Ten more minutes… that’s it.”
She opened her mouth to answer, but the doorbell rang. They both froze. With a huff of annoyance, Aubree stepped away to glance into the living room. The doorbell rang again, followed by loud knocking.
“Serenity! Your car’s in the driveway. I know you’re in there. Come on. Let me in. You promised to talk to me.” Brandon waited another few seconds before shouting. “I’m not leaving until you open this door.”
“Who’s that?” Aubree asked.
I swallowed. “That’s my ex… uh… my husband. I told him to stop by for a chat.”
